I switched off on purpose this week and didn’t feel like doing much. Tomorrow is already Friday.
It started on Monday when Annie was diagnosed with a tumour on her adrenal gland. Right now we’re waiting for the vet to let us know what the best treatment will be to prepare her for surgery.
Then KK came down with manful. He was planning on running his Two Oceans qualifying marathon on Sunday so this has really put a damper on things.
My training suffered the most. I didn’t run. I skipped track. I didn’t feel like gym. Or spinning.
I headed straight home from work, made supper, packed lunches and got both KK and Annie into bed as early as I could.
I’ve watched stupid afternoon shows on TV. I’ve caught 10 minute kitty naps while supper cooked. I started reading a new book.
Don’t get me wrong. I’ve loved it. I haven’t felt guilty at all. I think we all get “those” days. Days when we just want a break from it all. A brain break. A body break. A training break. Just time to let go…Time to breathe.
They’re always saying that it’s easy to find time to train, to go to gym, to do a hobby. But this means for most evenings, I’m only getting home after 7pm. I never find time in the week to just veg.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking (especially my running friends). And yes, I can feel my body is getting edgy and I need to get back into my routine. I’ll snap out of it soon, I will.
But for now… couch time.
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They warn you about Googling your symptoms, but when an aching pain on the side of my body did not want to go away, I became desperate. Having suffered from Ulcerative Colitis (wiki link if you’re keen to know what this is) since 1998 and lately Enteropathic Arthritis (another wiki link), I feared the worst! All the search results pointed to an enlarged spleen or some form of liver cancer. Eeeek!
So I headed off to my Gastroenterologist who immediately did a battery of tests, trying to figure out what this odd pain was. I know a couple of people on my Twitter timeline and Facebook pages suffering from severe illnesses and as I sat waiting for my test results, I wondered how I was ever going to face another complication from my bowel disease.
A pulled stomach muscle? Huh? When the test results came back, and my Doc did one last check, he concluded that yes, I am having another inflammation attack but it wasn’t anything serious. Somehow I’d managed to pull a muscle on my lower left side just under my ribs and that’s what was causing the pain. How the hell?
It’s every runner’s nightmare to be told to rest but that’s pretty much what I’ve been forced to do. The whole week, no gym, no running, not even a walk around the block. Unable to take any anti-inflammatories or pain killers, I’ve pretty much relied on a hot water bottle and panados to ease the pain. It’s still niggling and I’m wondering if I should take another week off? I’ll see…